Gone

by Bree Lane   Apr 19, 2012


The day i thought the sun was gone, and it was just night time,
the time i thought i couldnt smile, i seen him,
karma works its magic at the wront times and it cannot come to an end,
the black surronds and the color dissapers,
is this death or is the sunlight just hiding from the world,
everything feels so real but so fake,
what is suppose to happen next?
father time and death creep slowly up behind you while the years go by, and just when you feel the worse.. bam! your life line is gone.. and you will never know what happened to that sunlight that disseapered. or who the karma will hit next, all you can do is sit back and watch, while other peoples lives are being tortured and you cant do anything about it, because you are gone.

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